Evening In His Village
Evening In His Village
Evening in his village
Twilight sun declines, in the horizon,
Peeps through the forefathers coconut trees,
The rim of orange hues,,,
All meditate upon evening’s harmonious tune,
Prayer’s ringing bell and the burning divine light of the burning lamp,,,
Burns all vices from villagers minds,
The crow is going waving back wings,,,
The spirit awaken when devil black crow goes away,
Seeing scary crow in paddy field......